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chapter14

The two of them ate barbecue at noon and continued to eat the leftovers at noon in the evening, adding some heat and drinking some beer and that's it.

But they took things to the stands.

The air in the suburbs is still much better than that in the urban area. There are so many stars at night, accompanied by the night breeze, drinking beer, and being very comfortable.

"Cheers!" Zhao Hele clinked the paper cup with a smile and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhuo Yi frowned and looked at the two bottles of beer on the side, and looked at the person's face flushed: "You drank too much."

Zhao Hele shook his head and put down the quilt, put his hands in the middle of his legs crossed, his body swayed slightly, looked up at the stars in the sky, and sighed:

"comfortable……"

After drinking, you don't have to think about any unhappy things, just look at the stars like this, erratic and comfortable.

"I'm going to get you a glass of honey water." Zhuo Yi seemed a little dazed, and he knew that he couldn't drink a lot of wine.

"Don't go..."

Zhuo Yi was taken aback for a moment, watching the person grabbing his hand, his eyes fell on the person's face.This guy's eyes were watery, like fallen stars shining with a fine luster, but it was inexplicably distressing.

Zhao Hele hugged the man's arm and kept leaning his head on the man's arm, rubbing his face and muttering: "Zhuo Yi, are you happy..."

Zhuo Yi looked down at the person without moving.

"Actually, I'm a little unhappy..."

A drop of coldness dripped on the back of the person's hand. At that moment, Zhuo Yi saw it clearly, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"I was very sad to reject the admission notice from the Vienna Conservatory of Music." The man lowered his head and murmured softly, "Because my shoulders can't play the piano for a long time, and my shoulders are strained from practicing too hard..."

This sigh was mixed in the night wind, mixed with the sound of leaves rubbing together.

Zhuo Yi stretched out his hand to embrace the man, held the back of the man's neck with one hand and leaned the man's head against his embrace, he didn't look down at the man any more, he just showed himself with movements.

"I started to touch the violin when I was two years old, and started to play the violin when I was three years old. In the following days, except for three meals a day, my violin was taken more seriously than my study. It should be said that the violin is my bosom friend. I love it so much that nearly seven hours of high-intensity playing the violin a day caused my right shoulder to suffer from periarthritis of the shoulder. When I was 15 years old, my family confiscated the violin to treat my shoulder until I entered university this year. I was allowed to continue playing the violin. But I couldn’t express my feelings with all my strength like before, and I couldn’t make my parents worry, so I suddenly felt that studying this major would only bring me endless pressure. I The honor seems to have stayed before I was 15 years old."

The vocal line in his arms was clear but depressed.

"The most painful time is at night, but I endure it every time, because I am afraid that my parents will find out and confiscate my piano. I remember that one morning I was so painful that I couldn't even lift my hands. Then I suddenly thought, am I not able to practice anymore?"

Zhuo Yi suddenly understood why he always saw people rubbing his shoulders. He thought it was just ordinary fatigue, but he didn't think it was an old injury.He rubbed his head distressedly, and listened quietly.

"But Zhuo Yi, I will keep practicing."

It sounded like someone who wasn't drunk.

"I don't try to show off, but I don't want people to know that I can't reach the level I used to be. I don't have the arrogance to think how good I was before, but now I really don't seem to be as confident as before."

Zhuo Yi looked at the stars in the night sky over people's heads, and said calmly, "Do you know why the stars are bright?"

"Because it's a star."

"So its light will not be obscured, although there are dark clouds, there are also times when it disperses."

Zhao Hele opened his eyes in the person's arms, and at that moment, he felt that this person had pushed away his troubles a little bit.Leaning in someone's arms, he felt an unprecedented sense of security. He had never felt this kind of feeling in anyone's body. It was a feeling that he wanted people to trust him blindly.

So he said, "Zhuo Yi, I'm not drunk."

"Huh? Really."

Zhao Hele turned his head when he heard someone smiling, and sure enough, he saw someone smiling, and was a little angry: "I'm really not drunk!" He dared not believe his words.

"Okay, I'm not drunk." Zhuo Yi put his arms around Zhao Hele's shoulders, put his chin on his head and said in a deep voice: "Even if your shoulder is injured, Zhao Hele was still dazzling when I saw him on the stage that day. Confidence to do the best. Because he has a heart of love for classical music."

Against his back was Zhuo Yi's chest, he could feel the rise and fall of his chest when someone spoke, and the low but unexpectedly gentle words echoed in his ears.

The corners of Zhao Hele's lips were slightly sunken, and he looked forward: "God, let's wait until dawn to watch the sunrise."

Zhuo Yi's eyes softened: "As long as you like it."

He knew that Zhao Hele understood what he said.

Both of them sat in the stands all night waiting for the sunrise.

"Zhuo Yi, have you ever been in love?"

There was still a long time for the two of them to talk freely while waiting for the sunrise.

"No."

Zhao Hele turned his head to look at the person's profile, and nodded: "Is that so..."

"Why do you ask that?" Zhuo Yi also turned his head to look at the person, but a strange emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Lin Wenxuan has had many girlfriends, but he can't coax people. I have known him for so long, and I have never seen him heal me with chicken soup. But you, although you seem taciturn, the more you get along, the more you find out. You are very attractive like this." Zhao Hele thought of his friends so far, and probably Zhuo Yi is the only one like Zhuo Yi.

From an angle where no one could see, the male god's lips were slightly sunken, and his eyes were deep: "Have you been attracted?"

Zhao Hele nodded as a matter of course: "Must, to be honest, you are really different from Lin Wenxuan and the others, you are very mature, it is the first time I have come into contact with your type. I feel that you are not the same age as us, it is your temperament .So I'm curious, tell me about your life abroad."

"Is it cold?" Zhuo Yi asked.

"Ah?" Zhao Hele saw that someone suddenly changed his topic and asked himself whether he was cold or not. He was stunned for a few seconds and was speechless: "Fortunately, I'm wearing a coat."

Then I heard Zhuo Yi say: "The weather in Luxembourg is quite warm, even in winter it's not particularly cold."

"Is there anything interesting in Luxembourg?"

"Luxembourg is very small, not much fun."

Zhao Hele looked at the person: "It's your second hometown anyway, there are always famous attractions, what if I want to go?"

"Grand Residence of Luxembourg, Grand Canyon of Luxembourg, Adamoff Suspension Bridge, Constitution Square..."

"..."

"I can take you to these places. The best time to go to Europe is in May. It's warmer. When do you want to go?"

Zhao Hele: ​​"..."

He also means...meaning.

Zhuo Yi heard that the person did not speak, looked at the person and asked, "Do you want to go?"

Zhao Hele laughed a few times: "Ah, of course I want to, don't worry."

The male god is always so warm-hearted.

"My family has a very large villa complex in the suburbs. There are many different styles of buildings in it. You can also ride horses and shoot arrows in it. There is also a very large flower sea, which is the rose planted by my parents..."

The male god suddenly introduced his home, which made Zhao Hele completely feel that the evolution from reticence to chatterbox is a qualitative leap!

He silently yawned. Sure enough, he is still not suitable for staying up late... Although watching the sunrise seems very literary, it seems that it is not suitable for him.

He nodded his head little by little, and finally leaned against the male god involuntarily.

Zhuo Yi sat motionless and looked at the scene not far away, the curve of his lips became more and more clear.

Such a smile can be seen on such a face that is always expressionless. If the familiar parents know about it, they will definitely open champagne to celebrate, but if they are unfamiliar, they will only say, "What's wrong with the god of the trough!" 'If it's Zhao Hele... I believe I'm used to it today.

I will get used to it later.

The male god smiled at him alone.

When the light rising from the horizon cleared away the clouds and mist, the first light of today finally appeared in the originally dark night, the color of the sunrise.

The two figures in the stands also became more and more clear in the camera.

The person sleeping soundly in the arms of the male god is not Zhao Hele.

Zhuo Yi lifted up the coat that was covered by others, looked down at Zhao Hele's sleeping face in his arms, his fair and handsome appearance was extraordinarily cute and cute when he was sleeping, just like the one in his phone wallpaper, Can make him stare.

"Zhao Hele, it's dawn."

"Uh-huh?"

Zhao Hele frowned and seemed a little unhappy that someone woke him up to sleep, and he was sleeping comfortably.

"Don't you want to watch the sunrise?"

Zhao Hele only heard the sound coming from his ears, which made his ears a little numb. He frowned and opened his eyes. This is the posture lying on his side. He was stunned when he saw the color of the horizon's first appearance.

It's not that he has never seen the dawn, but that was the sky he saw from a long distance from the balcony when he was in high school, and he was not shocked by the scene in front of him.

The sky gradually dawned, and the red clouds that gradually appeared from the horizon became clearer and clearer. The red color was getting thicker and thicker. Although it was not bright, it was like a ribbon surrounding the sky, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Zhuo Yi, did you take the picture?" Asked while leaning on Zhuo Yi's lap.

"Well, I set up the camera while you were sleeping."

"Why did you let me sleep on your lap? Isn't your leg numb?" Zhao Hele sat up, yawned, rubbed his eyes and looked at the person.

Zhuo Yi looked at the curled hair on the top of the man's head, stretched out his hand to press it, but let go and it curled up again.He frowned and pressed again, but he still raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Hele looked bewildered: "...what are you doing?"

"Your hair is sticking up."

"Is that so?" Zhao Hele plucked his hair, but just happened to touch Zhuo Yi's hand, and he was stunned for a second before raising his head.

He met Zhuo Yi's deep and calm eyes, but after watching for a few seconds, something seemed to have changed in those eyes.

"Good morning." Zhuo Yi looked at the person and said.

"Ah, good morning." Zhao Hele stared blankly at the person, why the male god didn't play cards according to the routine.

The corners of Zhuo Yi's lips raised slightly.

So cute.

The author has something to say:

Zhuo Yi: It would be more perfect if he could wake up next to me and say good morning to me every morning. (craving jpg.)

Zhao Hele: ​​Are you just digging traps for me now? !Ecstasy! !

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